pucky puck

it's your daddy puck here to serve to your every wants and needs, there's time for everyone. feel free to hmu if you're dtf. i'm just waitin' for your call, baby; [ indie rp blog ▪ under construction ▪ semi-selective ▪ tagging #nsfwpuck ▪ secondary to @indiepuck ]

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this blog is now an archive. you can now follow me at the revamp @nsfwpuck if you want to :) cheers!

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this blog is now an archive. you can now follow me at the revamp @nsfwpuck if you want to :) cheers!

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this blog is now an archive. you can now follow me at the revamp @nsfwpuck if you want to :) cheers!

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➡ this blog is ON HIATUS until further notice due to mental health issues.

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nsfwpuck:

Puck, completely unaware of how his actions affect the other, throws their linked hands over Yev’s head, wrapping the younger in an embrace and pulling him into his side. “I’ll take two of whatever you wanna order. Or should we, like… Order one of each burger and see if they’re any good?” he asked quirking an eyebrow as he looks back at him. “I swear to G-d, I’m starving. I had, like… A shitty salad for lunch.” Puck groaned as he stretched a bit, smiling as his eyes met Yev’s. Their relationship was so simple, relaxed and just plain nice, yet so real. He would kill for Yev, and he felt so lucky having a friend like Yevgeny all for himself.

Yevgeny made a soft noise as he thought, his lips a thin line as he bumped his shoulder against Puck. “Think orderin’ each burger would be good. Wouldn’t know if it tastes like shit, then you’d have to eat it twice.” With a scrunch of his nose, Yev looked at the male. “Salads suck. You’re paying so much just to eat leaves.” He shook his head in disapproval, though there was a smile on his lips. They soon arrived and made their way towards an empty booth, the brunette handing one of the menus over to the older male. “Mm, cheese burger it is!”

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Puck rolled his eyes as he let out a soft chuckle. "Woah, you're a smart one, ain't ya?" he teased, then kissed Yevgeny's cheek. "Salads are healthy, and even if they do suck, we gotta eat 'em every once in a while. Not all of us were born with fantastic genes like yours, Milkovich," he joked as he opened the door of the restaurant for Yev. "Heck yeah, food," Puck smirked as he took the menu. "We gonna eat here, then? Or you rather go back home and watch a movie or something?" he asked as he looked back at him.

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nsfwpuck:

[ puck ] ha! u wish :p [ puck ] maybe u shld cum ovr… i might b able to clear up my schedule a lil bit 4 ya [ Puck has accepted your call ]

Puck smiled at the camera “Mornin’,” he said with a little wiggle of his brow. “U coming or what?”

As soon as he heard Puck’s voice, Yevgeny smiled wide and rolled his eyes. “Morning,” he rolled onto his back as he held his phone up. “Maybe later. I gotta go get ready for work in a bit.” The brunette palmed himself through his boxers and he bit his lower lip slightly, a cheeky grin on his lips. “Missed you, daddy.” He chuckled, his blue eyes fixed on his screen as he spoke.

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He let out a soft chuckle. "You fuckin' tease," he laughed softly shaking his head. "What am I supposed to do with this, then?" Puck asked as he switched the camera, showing Yev the noticeable tent in his sweatpants and feeling his own erection over the soft fabric. He switched the camera back to his face, a grin taking over his features. "Miss you, too, baby; You coming over after work, then?" his grin widens. "Or you wanna cum right now?"

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Puck’s hands moved down Yevgeny’s chest as he leaned down to obey and kiss him, soft and slow, taking his time to press his lips against the tounger’s lazily and carefully given the weird position. “Well, you know I’m not gonna lie to you,” Puck shrugged before pecking Yev’s chin. “You just do a better work when your head’s fresh. And, ‘sides, if you don’t stop now, you’re gonna need to ice that hand,” he pointed out as he nuzzled his nose against his friend’s cheek and neck. “C'mon, babe, let me take you back to bed.”

The brunette smiled into the kiss and he hummed softly, loving the way their lips move perfectly against each other. He sighed and nodded, pressing a kiss to the other’s temple before getting up from his chair. “You’re right. I need to be up early tomorrow anyway.” The younger of the two made his way and threw himself on the bed before pulling his shirt over his head and stripped down to his boxers so that he could get ready to sleep. Holding his arms out, Yevgeny smiled and beckoned Puck toward him. “C’meeeere.”

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With a short chuckle, Puck follows Yevgeny into bed, crawling his way to his arms. He traced a path of short kisses over Yev's stomach and up his chest, marking his way to his lips. As he tilted his head and let his tongue make its way into the younger's mouth, he rested his weight on his side, laying next to him and using his free hand to brush the hair off Yev's forehead. After a moment, he pulled away, pecking at his lips and cheek a few more times before he sighed softly, eyes fluttering closed as he rolled onto his back and put his arm around his lover, pulling him over his chest. "Why you gotta wake up early tomorrow?" Puck mumbled before pressing his lips to his forehead.

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He bit down on his lower lip as he watched the kid’s smile reach his eyes; Puck couldn’t lie, the kid was kind of adorable, and he was hoping he did get the job just so he could get to see him often. He scoffed and shook his head at his reply, “Well, at least you have the right attitude,” he pointed out with a shrug. “I guess we will,” he nodded taking his hand and giving it a light squeeze, but soon quirked an eyebrow as the blue eyed kid said his name; “Sorry, what was that? I don’t thing I caught that…” he said as he bit down on his lower lip; he was really trying not to be rude. “And I thought my nickname was weird… How do you even spell that?” he teased him gently, “I’m Puck,” he introduced himself with a little wink and a smirk; “pleasure to meet you.”

It was a nothing uncommon, Yevgeny was used to people asking him to repeat his name because it sounded weird. Well, he doesn’t think that it’s unusual, it’s just hard to say when you’re not in Russia. “Yev-ge-ny.” The brunette said his name slower this time, laughing lightly at the other’s words. “My mom’s Russian. It’s basically another version for Eugene.” He narrowed his eyes playfully at the older male as he pulled his hand away, tucking it back into his pocket. “Puck, right.” He nodded his head once, wondering what his real name was. “Nice to meet you too, Puck!” Yevgeny wanted to ask him so many things, but he could save them for later, that is if they ever see each other again. 

“Oi, Milkovich, get your ass over here!” He heard his friend call out and he let out a soft groan. Must he really leave right now? Yevgeny wanted to hang around the other - partially because he was hot and he wanted to get to know him more, and he found a way to do so. “Hey, uh, you take photos, right? Would you be interested in taking some shots for me? I’ll make sure that you’re not doing it for free, though.”

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He's glad blue eyes is not offended by his light teasing; instead, he's rewarded with the cutest chuckle, and Puck smiled before he biting on his lower lip "Yev-ge-ny?" he asked, brow raising as he threw the boy a quizzical look as he tried the name. "Exotic. I kinda dig it," he joked once more, but gave the kid a quick wink. "Same here, Eugene," he grins before they are interupted.

Puck is about to walk away when Yevgeny talks again, and he nods to his question. "Usually, that's what photographers do, yeah," he teases, the corner of his lip raising in a half smile. "Sure," he nods as he takes out his wallet, handing the brunette one of his personal cards. "Lookin' forward to see what you've got, Yev."

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“Hey, didn’t see you complaining then,” he teases. “Admit it, it was a pretty good shower,” he chuckled sending a wink Yev’s way. As the younger pushes him, Puck barely moves, but his hand does; he finds Yevgeny’s and laces their fingers together, something he doesn’t do often, but tonight it seems to make sense. “Whatever you want ’s fine with me,” he comments before leaning over to press a peck to his cheek. He’s usually never this… Affectionate, but it’s hard not to be when Yev smiles like that, all teeth and blushing cheeks, the way his eyes seem to sparkle even if laughter makes him squint a bit too much, replacing his blue orbs with inverted half moons. If he’s asked, he would blame it on his post-coitus need for cuddles, but the truth is… the kid’s slowly but surely gotten under his skin.

He would be lying if he said that his heart did not skip a beat as soon as Puck took his hand in his. Yevgeny gave him a light squeeze, a small smile forming on his lips as he felt his cheeks heat up ; he hopes that it wasn’t too obvious because he’s pale as fuck. He tries not to get too happy about it though, knowing the nature of their relationship. Would he call it a relationship? Yev merely shrugs his shoulders - not enough for the other to notice and he hums, “Alright, I’m gonna get a fancier version of the double cheeseburger and waffle fries, I’m fucking hungry.” He says with a toothy grin as they made their way to their destination.

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Puck, completely unaware of how his actions affect the other, throws their linked hands over Yev’s head, wrapping the younger in an embrace and pulling him into his side. “I’ll take two of whatever you wanna order. Or should we, like… Order one of each burger and see if they’re any good?” he asked quirking an eyebrow as he looks back at him. “I swear to G-d, I’m starving. I had, like… A shitty salad for lunch.” Puck groaned as he stretched a bit, smiling as his eyes met Yev’s. Their relationship was so simple, relaxed and just plain nice, yet so real. He would kill for Yev, and he felt so lucky having a friend like Yevgeny all for himself.

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[ puck ] f uck [ puck ] ur an asshole u kno that [ puck ] this is ur fault [ puck ] image_8209.jpeg [ puck ] what am i supposed 2 do w this now huh ? [ puck ] where r u wanna facetime ? [ puck ] screw u ur boring [ puck ] … [ puck ] … [ puck ] … [ puck ] remind me again y am i even friends with such a loser like u [ puck ] forget abt it after that joke im never hanging out w u again

[ yevgeny ] you love me anyway [ yevgeny ] im in bed, duh [ yevgeny ] mmmm ;-) [ Yevgeny would like to FaceTime ]

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[ puck ] ha! u wish :p [ puck ] maybe u shld cum ovr… i might b able to clear up my schedule a lil bit 4 ya [ Puck has accepted your call ]

Puck smiled at the camera “Mornin’,” he said with a little wiggle of his brow. “U coming or what?”

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“Well, I’ll wake you up in the morning before I go to the gym then,” Puck offered as he massaged the younger’s shoulders looking over him. His eyes fell to the drawing, much more than beautiful; in his eyes, it was perfect, but he knew how picky Yev could get with his art -one of the reasons why he was becoming better and better as time went by; still, he also knew he should give the piece a rest before he messed it up. “C'mon, you’ve been at it for hours,” he insisted; “It’s not like you’re actually doing a good job now…” maybe if being nice wasn’t working, then being an asshole would.

Yevgeny sighed the moment he felt Puck’s hands on his shoulders - it felt amazing. He relaxed as the older male gave him a massage and he groaned, “I know, I know,” he glanced at the clock by the table and pursed his lips into a thin line ; maybe he could take a break. He leaned his head back to rest on the chair as he looked up at Puck, a light chuckle leaving his lips. “Wow, thank you for your kind words.” He rolled his eyes in a playful manner and puckered his lips. “Kiss me.”

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Puck’s hands moved down Yevgeny’s chest as he leaned down to obey and kiss him, soft and slow, taking his time to press his lips against the tounger’s lazily and carefully given the weird position. “Well, you know I’m not gonna lie to you,” Puck shrugged before pecking Yev’s chin. “You just do a better work when your head’s fresh. And, ‘sides, if you don’t stop now, you’re gonna need to ice that hand,” he pointed out as he nuzzled his nose against his friend’s cheek and neck. “C'mon, babe, let me take you back to bed.”

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His eyebrows quirked up with curiosity as the kid spoke. He looked young, and he wondered if he would be experienced enough to work at a shop like that, but he didn’t want to be the one to bum him out or crash his dreams. “Well, good luck with that. I hope you know what you’re doing and what you’re getting yourself into,” he said catching his lower lip in between his teeth. “‘cause that one over there? He’s a pretty tough guy to please,” he explained as he nodded his head towards where the owner was. He nodded eagerly to the brunette’s words. “Oh, yeah, totally; he’ll take advantage of you in that way as much as you’d let him, trust me,” he smirked; “I’d know. He’s got me taking pics for him for free for years now. Make sure you don’t befriend him before he starts paying you,” he joked easily.

He returned the smile and pursed his lips as he dipped his chin in a nod. “Eh,” he lifted his shoulders in a small shrug. “Better than nothing, right?” The brunette chuckled, the corner of his eyes crinkling as he did so. “We’ll be seeing each other a lot, then?” He asked, his voice might have came out a little too happy, but he is an enthusiastic person - so maybe it wasn’t too obvious. He held out his hand, “I’m Yevgeny, by the way.”

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He bit down on his lower lip as he watched the kid’s smile reach his eyes; Puck couldn’t lie, the kid was kind of adorable, and he was hoping he did get the job just so he could get to see him often. He scoffed and shook his head at his reply, “Well, at least you have the right attitude,” he pointed out with a shrug. “I guess we will,” he nodded taking his hand and giving it a light squeeze, but soon quirked an eyebrow as the blue eyed kid said his name; “Sorry, what was that? I don’t thing I caught that…” he said as he bit down on his lower lip; he was really trying not to be rude. “And I thought my nickname was weird… How do you even spell that?” he teased him gently, “I’m Puck,” he introduced himself with a little wink and a smirk; “pleasure to meet you.”

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I want people to see the good side to me and, yeah, the emotional stress of maybe not fulfilling that is a lot sometimes,’ he says. ‘Anxiety is something people don’t necessarily want to advertise because it’s seen, in a way, like a weakness. I speak about it so that people understand that it doesn’t matter what level of success you have, where you’re from, who you are, what sex you are, what you do — you can still experience these things. - Zayn for Evening Standard

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School of Life | Fall 2016

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“You’re not gonna let me work on admitting things upfront to you?” He smirked. “You’re practically begging me to be naughty,” he joked. Chris laughed and shook his head. “You planning on using this method on me a year from now?” He teased. “If I were to effectively leave you I’d have to be buildings away. But I do like spying on you in the mornings,” he giggled as his neck was nuzzled. “If you actually taped this conversation you’d have to be a spy because I didn’t hear your phone thud when you tossed your clothes aside,” he smirked.

“Daddy’s letting me decide?” He grinned before he gasped. He didn’t know he’d like being ever so lightly and briefly choked during a kiss. “I wanna keep you in a good mood.” Chris shivered and bit his lip when his boyfriend tugged his ear between his teeth, happy he wasn’t wearing earrings today. Chris’ dick was leaking as he contemplated over the options. Both sounded thoroughly enjoyable. Usually Puck just teased him until he begged and decided on the spot whether he could orgasm or not. He whined, not being able to decide. “Daddy I don’t know which one to pick,” he pouted up at him. “Can you combine them please? I promise to be super extra good for you.”

He chuckled softly and rolled his eyes at him. “You know what I mean; you’ll never be able to resist me, even if you tried. And I’m not gonna let you try.” His smile grew wider. “Well, I kinda like it when you’re naughty,” he shrugged as he bit down on his bottom lip. “Hell yeah! I’ll do whatever to keep you with me, you know it,” he said as he pecked his lips, then rubbed his nose against his as he kept his eyes closed and run a hand over up and down his back sweetly. “Don’t leave me, then,” Puck said, then smirked. “It’s pretty hot,” he winked. “Maybe I am; have you ever seen that movie with Brad Pitt and Angelina Jolie, ‘Mr. and Mrs. Smith’ or something? I could be like that. Watch out, baby,” he teased him.

Puck’s tongue darted out to wet his lips as his eyes followed Chris’ every move, examining his reactions, but couldn’t help but let out a soft laugh with his response. “Someone’s a greedy boy, huh? But... Since you asked nicely...” He kissed his boyfriend’s lips softly before standing back up and walking to his closet, opening it and taking out a blue box and taking it back to the bed. He took out a few silk ropes and locked eyes with Chris. “Ready?” he asked as a big grin stretched the corner of his mouth.